been on a bit of leave. nice to be back. hope to post some new work soon.
also i have a new music project! mostly ambient/post-rock. feel free to listen and enjoy.
http://www.myspace.com/thequiveringforest
cheers,
joel
the song is less like music. more as something meant to bleed from beneath my own skin. tear a hole for the heart. poorly contrived, this self medication. the requiem so cleverly disguised. orange yellow and gold. close your eyes to swallow. she was never something of fate, the coincidence i allowed to be. now fixed into memory i cannot erase. again and again and over again. i'll still playback her face. a while longer. until the pencil brakes. or the staff is full. turn the page. she is sleeping in the voids. the emptiness between the lines. i'll do everything i can to bring her back to life. burns into my stomach, like the whiskey in my gla
Joel, are you still around? Old friend. By chance I happened to think of my old deviantart days and visited my account for nostalgia, and saw you had left a letter last year. It warmed my heart. I hope one day you read this, and that you are well. Good thoughts for you.
i love you a great deal. a great deal. there are not enough places on the internet to express my love. <3 <3 <3 look, it's our hell and look, its me most of my life and looks, it's rafael, hooray!